and I heard ……..The Heavenly Host Praising God. Luke 2

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All who heard the shepherds’ story were astonished, but Mary kept all these things in her heart and thought about them often
Luke 2;18-19

but Mary kept all these things in her heart and thought about them often”

        I always wondered about this verse when I was young and now that I am older,  I also have things I have kept in my heart and think of often. There is one particular thing I’d like to share that I have kept treasured in my heart for years. It’s something I go back to often and I think of each Christmas. It’s something that I remembered continually as I studied the scriptures to make sure my Savior was real. When I sought out to truly seek and find the Lord, when I wanted to make sure my beliefs that I was taught as a child were true, I always remembered this night. There are many other things I fall back on in remembrance, many wonderful miracles that I keep treasured in my heart and remember often.

But then I recall all you have done, O LORD; I remember your wonderful deeds of long ago. Remember the wonders he has performed, his miracles, and the rulings he has given. He causes us to remember his wonderful works. How gracious and merciful is our LORD!
Psalm 77:11 Psalm 105:5 Psalm 111:4

         I was about 16 or 17 years old, and it was Christmas Eve night or early Christmas Day. I awoke to what I thought was a loud party in the middle of the night. I heard loud Christmas songs being sung so loud that I was surprised my entire neighborhood wasn’t awake. My first thought was “My neighbors are so rude! Having a party at this hour, waking up people!” (My room was a converted garage so I was across the house from everyone in family) I looked out my front window to see which neighbor was partying. It was dark, no lights on anywhere. I stood frozen and confused. Where was this singing coming from? I could hear voices singing, I could hear a multitude of voices singing praises and it was a Christmas song I knew. I looked out my side windows to make sure it wasn’t my other neighbor, but their house was silent and dark. The music, the singing voices sounded like they were right in front of me. I checked again everywhere, to find out where this party was, but my entire neighborhood was still, silent, and not a light on anywhere.
         It was at that moment, I froze in terrifying fear. I realized the voices were coming from each window around my house. It was so loud! And so beautiful! It filled my room and seemed loud enough for all to hear! I heard what seemed to sound like men’s voices singing praises to Jesus- the newborn King. It was a Christmas song I knew and was familiar with, but I can’t remember which one it was. I remembered my prayers that I had said that night and each night since early childhood; “Lord, protect and surround my house with angels as we sleep, guard every door and window with your angels” (living in Miami, that was my nightly prayer)

    There I stood, frozen- unable to move. I suddenly realized what I was hearing.  I knew I was listening to a multitude of mighty angels singing praises to the newborn King, to Jesus, the Savior of the World. It was amazing. Still frozen, standing up by my window, I considered what I heard. It was the most beautiful sound, like men’s voices praising God. I’ve never ever heard anything that matched the beauty of the voices and singing I heard that night. I could hear this from each window and I perceived that the sound was coming from just about the roof level. It sounded like men’s voices who were taller than the roof of my room.
   When I was finally able to move, I ran to my brother’s room. I unlocked his door and despite his complaining, dragged my little brother(well, he was 14) in to hear what I heard! However, once I dragged him in, I didn’t hear it anymore – and I fought with him to sleep on his floor because I was afraid to go back in my room alone. So, maybe it ended up a little unholy- fighting with bro -but this night has been a treasure in my heart that I will never ever forget.

I know Jesus is real- without a doubt in my heart, He is the
Savior of the World.

Sometimes we can forget what this special day is all about, but the story never gets old, it is brand new each day. Lift you hands and sing praises to our King. What a glorious day it will be to hear them again. What a precious moment it will be when all the earth will bow down before Him and proclaim

Jesus is King of Kings and Lord of Lords
Glory to God in the highest,
And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”

        Just imaging the praises that go on night and day to the Lord, makes me want to join in together with the heavenly Hosts and sing with all my heart, how wonderful and praise worthy He is. Amen and Amen. Glory to God in the Highest!

Today, stop and remember all the wonderful blessing and miracles the Lord has done for us. It’s a good thing to remember, write down the Lord’s good words, Praise Him and tell others of all His glorious works.

Then they remembered that God was their rock, that God Most High was their redeemer. They did not remember his power and how he rescued them from their enemies.
Psalm 78:42 Psalm 78:35

And behold, an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were greatly afraid.  Then the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people.  For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.  And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.”

13 And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying:

 “Glory to God in the highest,
And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”

          May the Lord bless you and keep you. Remember- that even though the world around us may fall to wickedness and evil, the Lord’s message to us is clear “Do not fret, do not worry- they will soon disappear ” Don’t let the falling away bring hopelessness or worry you, but instead let us join together and Praise Him, telling others about our Savior and gathering in those who are lost. Lord, may your wonders be proclaimed throughout the earth.  Bring your peace and comfort on those who are mourning, surround them with your love. May your people rise up in Honor of your glorious name- Lord watch over us and God bless Israel.

5 thoughts on “and I heard ……..The Heavenly Host Praising God. Luke 2

  1. I must admit I did not realize that you too had struggled with the idea that this life in Christ was a reality. That struggle lead me to find out who he really was, and what I have found is a God more merciful than I could understand. As horrible as the latest massacre was, there are twenty more children that God pulled out of this cruel world and into his loving arms. The Jewish mentality says that the age of accountability is age twelve. If that is true then there are many children that are with him now. You see what I mean, God is more merciful than we thought. I grieve over the survivors losses. I would have ended up on the floor sobbing had it been me, and I don’t really care what that would have looked like to the world. We each must process our grief in our own way. Having physically lost my own daughters I can tell you that I still grieve over them. My confidence is in that they know the Lord. I prayed over them both while they were in the womb, and I know that God is faithful, even if I was not.
    It is interesting that just the other day we watched a man go by and discussed if he was safe to be out on the streets. He had done nothing but display that he was not all there. God reminded me that I might not be so safe in the world’s eyes. He keeps me closely in his arms of grace and mercy by doing that.
    Have no idea why I went this way with this, but felt like I needed to keep in touch.
    Love ya Sis,
    OZ

    • Hi Oz,
      Good to hear from you, I could relate to your silver thread post- I had to laugh. It funny you mentioned this bc just this week I had a similar incident. I can’t help but wonder as I read your post if it was and angel????? hmm and if the one I ran into this week….would not have been a good angel. I wonder if both God angels and Satan’s angels can appear as people? okay, now Im really going off subject, and while Im here… any thoughts on Joel 2- the army- do you have any idears who they are? I have two ideas, but I thought you might have insight there.
      Now back to the subject… yes, I wanted to make sure my beliefs were right. I had Jewish friends growing up and I used to think, well if I was raised like them, I would believe what they believe too. So I began to wonder-who is right and who is wrong? Could I just go on in life assuming my beliefs were the only way only because my family generation believed and because I was taught? I decided to search myself, and my search began when -my daughter died- she was an infant. I did not know you had daughters that passed away. I am so sorry to hear that. It is comforting to know they are with the Lord and when you look at life, I see how quickly it passes. I remember the words of David when his son died “He cannot come back to me, but I can go back to him’ The massacre was horrific, no doubt. horrible. But I agree with you on that they are with the Lord. Those are the exact words I used when discussing this with my children.
      Good to hear from you, you went a while without posting…good to see you back.
      God bless you, Peace,
      Lisa

  2. Awesome… I really love this account of the angels at your window. God has an army around us, who shall we fear? Keep sharing.. see you soon 🙂

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